[FM] Pegging My New Neighbor

Backstory: a few months ago my partner and I met our new neighbors. They were an attractive young couple about a dozen years our junior. I assumed they were right around 30. They lived diagonally from us, across the street and one house over. Once the warm weather hit they seemed to be always outside on their porch, and because of that we always exchanged waves and pleasantries. Eventually one night they invited us over for a drink on a nice summer night. We hung out for a little and exchanged numbers in case we needed anything, or something was happening around the neighborhood we felt the others should know.

I had to admit, I found myself very attracted to Jamie, let’s call him. He was always working in the yard, and I liked a man who was hands on like that. Even more so when he would mow and weed shirtless. My partner and I still had regular sex, so it wasn’t like I had an itch. I was just a girl that wanted to browse the menu. It didn’t help that Jamie had a wonderful ass, and my main fantasies that remained unfulfilled was that of strapons and pegging men. So much so that I held on to a few harnesses and dildos that were not my partners and mine.

Office Hours, Chapter 12 [Mf] [Teacher/Student]

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“Alright, everybody, I hope you studied over the holidays like I said, ‘cause it’s quiz time!”

My students made no attempt to hold back their groans, and I chuckled to myself. If I’m being perfectly honest, we few sadistic educators did take sick pleasure in running our students through their paces. I handed the quizzes to the nearest student for them to be passed around, then sat at my desk at the front of the classroom. That gave me perhaps ten minutes to myself, letting me reflect on this new dynamic at school with Jean.

Last night, Jean had come back a bit different. Still uneasy about something, but… happier. I didn’t want to badger her with questions about who her new friends were, but they had seemed to do a world of good. I had fingers crossed that these friends wouldn’t let her down, to give her some semblance of a normal life. After all, spending all day with your professor who was more than ten years your senior couldn’t be healthy, especially for somebody her age. That would mean less time with her to myself, of course, which was… fine.

Part 2 Vacation with another couple

My girlfriend ( Lara) is a really hot blonde small girl. She has really nice boobs that aren’t really big but have a wonderful shape. Her ass is perfect too since we go to the gym together 3 times a week at least.

I am a tall blond guy (Philip), muscular and confident about my body. My dick isn’t the biggest but not small either. Girls have never complained about it. Since i have thin skin im veiny everywhere.

The guy seemed to be Italian (Antonio). Less tall than me but you could see his muscles press against his shirt and he looked interesting.

The girl (Lucia) looked like the perfect Latina. She showed off her big boobs in a tight shirt, her crazy ass in shorts which seemed to burst.

After some drinks we started to get to know them better we were all really horny and nobody seemed to think about their relationship anymore. Lucia pressed herself against me and went closer and closer with her lips to me. I could see Antonio putting his arm around Lara but I didn’t care. I gave Lara a sign and we both went to the toilets. I grabbed her neck and kissed her. She pushed me into a room and started massaging me through my pants. I asked her if we should take the couple to our apartment.

A Partnership, PT 1 [Solo] [Exhibition/Voyeur]

“This is close to graduating and you can’t stop your bullshit for a few more months!” My mother yelled, throwing her keys at me as we walked back into the house. “Expelled!? You’re a goddamn adult now, and you can’t even pretend to act like one!? Where the hell did I go wrong?”

I shrugged. “I’m sorry. Those fucks were just spoiled idiots. Someone had to tell them off.”

She placed her hand on her forehead and sighed. “You know they’ve been working with me on the tuition right? You know how hard I have to work just to keep you in a good school. I still owe them for the last two years. I convinced them to let you graduate without fully paying the tuition.” 

I knew very well I had fucked up. My mom did work hard to ensure the best possible future she could for me. “Again, Mom, I’m sorry.”

Another sigh. “We’ll deal with it later. I have to go back to work.” She began back toward the door. “No fucking games. Start looking for a job.” 

Flirting with the Devil – Part 2 (Anthony’s POV)- {F/27} { M/32} {BDSM} {CNC} { D/s} {Anal} {Forced} {Spanking/Pain/Torture}

****All, some, or none of the trigger tags may be contained in the story. To be on the safe and overly cautious side, if you have triggers of any kind, respectfully, please do not read my content, my writing is not appropriate for you. Read at your own risk. Thanks!****

**To my dedicated readers: I love you guys! I never expected this kind of following, interaction, support, and encouragement. You guys are the best! Writing is a true creative passion of mine. I am open to writing requests, if you have something you would like me to turn into a story. I will confess, I felt a bit of pressure writing part 2, so I do hope it lives up to the expectations.**

Anthony’s POV

It’s Sunday morning and with that comes the daunting reality that the work week grind is inching closer. But the beautiful woman asleep on my arm is begging for the weekend to last a little longer. Her petite frame looks so delicate curled up next to me, her fair skin, green eyes and auburn hair halfway down her back. Don’t think I did much to deserve this beauty. And I am starting to wonder if I took advantage of an unfair situation. I shake away the thought.

[MF] The Professor

How good of a college slut could I claim to be if there wasn’t a story involving a professor? This story still holds as the largest age gap I’ve experienced sexually.

I am a passionate student of history. My first semester freshman year I enrolled in American History 101. Basic. Easy. Or so I thought. Until I met Dr. John. He was early 30’s, average looking, shorter than most men I had spent time with, stocky, and reminded me of a cuddly teddy bear lol. Not exactly the hot hunky college professor or the older, refined, silver fox most 18 year old coeds fantasize about.

However, Dr. John was one of the most passionate, enthusiastic professors I have ever had. His classes weren’t huge so he was able to form close bonds with his students. The first semester flew by in his class, his love of history made each class so enjoyable and left you waiting for the next one.

Flirting with the Devil – Part 2 (Anthony’s POV)- {F/27} { M/32} {BDSM} {CNC} { D/s} {Anal} {Forced} {Spanking/Pain/Torture}

****All, some, or none of the trigger tags may be contained in the story. To be on the safe and overly cautious side, if you have triggers of any kind, respectfully, please do not read my content, my writing is not appropriate for you. Read at your own risk. Thanks!****

**To my dedicated readers: I love you guys! I never expected this kind of following, interaction, support, and encouragement. You guys are the best! Writing is a true creative passion of mine. I am open to writing requests, if you have something you would like me to turn into a story. I will confess, I felt a bit of pressure writing part 2, so I do hope it lives up to the expectations.**

Anthony’s POV

It’s Sunday morning and with that comes the daunting reality that the work week grind is inching closer. But the beautiful woman asleep on my arm is begging for the weekend to last a little longer. Her petite frame looks so delicate curled up next to me, her fair skin, green eyes and auburn hair halfway down her back. Don’t think I did much to deserve this beauty. And I am starting to wonder if I took advantage of an unfair situation. I shake away the thought.

This weekend

Jesse and I, with our special new friend Taline, had an incredible weekend. Taline was fantastic; she had both Jesse and me squirting. Taline’s tongue 👅 I must say, is impressive 😻. She can work her tongue.

Taline was controlling both our lush vibes, which Jesse and I had. Taline licked us both from head to toe. She ate me out and fingered my asshole.
Jesse rode my tongue as Taline ate me out.

We took turns eating each other out. Incredible feeling. Jesse and I licked Taline’s pussy. Mmmmm, she was delicious. Finger licking is good. A must-try, lmao.

I had ordered a double-sided dildo which arrived right on time, and the ups knocked on the door Saturday morning; the 3 of us ran to the door naked, and the ups delivery guy was speechless.

The 3 of us had sex everywhere possible, even in the shower. Wow, so wet thinking about this fantastic weekend. Plus, Taline loved it. More adventures will happen. Stay tuned lmao😘

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[FM] Running Into Her [Vanilla] [Pussy Licking]

A couple of years ago, 34 year old me was out for a run. One of the three, maybe for runs I did every week back then. I always took the same route. No matter if it was snowing, raining or the sun was burning down. Running just was – and still is – my thing to do. It keeps me in shape – yes, fat, old and bald is one thing too much – and it clears my mind.

But I am drifting off. Back to that one run. The run I will never ever forget. I was in full swing. I was running like a machine. One step after the other. The landscape was flying past me. The music in my ears gave exactly the right rhythm. I was fast. The fastest I had ever been before. I was feeling awesome.

Then she showed up. She all of sudden came around a corner in the back of me. She closed the distance between the two of us without any problems. Then she ran past me. She took me over. And gave me a very challenging smile while she ran past me.

Foot Fetish Erotica: getting fucked in my favorite heels 👠

The Steve Madden Marlenee black stilettos 🖤 My favorite heels and one of my prized possessions. I’ve owned these sexy shoes for over 7 years. They’ve seen a lot and experienced even more if you know what I mean 😏 They were my go to pair of heels back in my wild college days so it’s obvious to say they’re pretty worn. If you sniff these bad boys they’d smell like leather and years of debauchery with a permanent hint of my sweet scent. 🫦 I love wearing black and since they’re all black with a gold buckle I wore them with pretty much everything to feel ultra sexy. My favorite outfits of choice were either a long flowy dress with a high slit to show off my toned legs, a white crop top with some skin tight jeans cuffed at the ankle just above the top of the straps, or the best of all was this tiny black tube dress with a skater skirt bottom that stopped 3 inches above my knee. I wore that dress with no bra so my nipples protruded and were easily visible paired with my killer 4 inch Marlenee’s. With each step I took the hem of my dress swayed around giving little peaks of my tight, round ass cheeks that gobbled up the black g string I was wearing underneath. I knew exactly what I was doing in that outfit and decided to wear it to see this guy I was talking to at the time. I pulled up to his apartment late at night and strutted to his front door with the sound of my heels clicking loudly through out the neighborhood since it was so quiet around that time. As soon as he let me in we got right to it. He bent me over, dress and heels still on, g-string pulled to the side and dicked me down so good I still remember it to this day. I was able to touch the floor with my hands since my heels gave me a little extra height, giving him the perfect angle to completely rail me. 🤤 The feeling of the slight pain/stretching in my calves mixed with the pleasure of him ruthlessly stroking my pussy with his massive hard dick sent shivers through my entire body. I was moaning so uncontrollably that it resonated through out his apartment. When we finished we had no idea that his friend was outside and heard the whole thing and was waiting for us to be done so they could discuss whatever it was they needed to discuss. While he handled his business with his friend I smoothed out my dress, adjusted my trusty Marlenees and walked to the bathroom to clean myself up. I had some good times with these shoes baby. Some GOOD times lol

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